outtamyhead

i roll out of bed, put on some shorts, tank top, bandana and walking shoes. i go for a walk. come home. wash my face, brush my teeth, make my peanut butter sandwich, take my meds, grab my stuff and go.

i think one of the things i've always hated about "work" is the suits, the make up, the hair do.

oh, and the bitchy office politics, the rigorous schedule, and giving a huge percentage of what i actually earn to my boss, whoever that might have been.

by cleaning houses, i don't have all that crap to put up with. i earn what i actually earn, and i keep it all (yes, i will be paying taxes), but i'm not getting 15% and giving the rest to the owner or corporation.

my clients are lovely people. all but one - the lady with the 6000 sq ft house. when i'm there she says as little as possible to me. she has "cleaning" written on her calendar, whereas the rest of the folks write down my name. she never asks how are you or anything, and the rest of the folks i work for take time to chat, how're the kids, the husband, what'cha been doing, etc. the family that lives out in the country asked me to stay last week and hang out for a while.

i could do this job even if they all acted like her, and i'd still love it, but it's so nice to be treated like more than a cleaning lady - to be treated like a person with a brain and a personality and a life outside of what i do. my work allows me to fully be who i am, and i think most folks recognize that. my work allows me to have the quality of life i've always yearned for.

it's so nice to meet so many folks who are kind and funny and warm and have seemingly lovely lives themselves. it sort of restores my faith in humanity. by getting to know these new people in my life it allows me the opportunity to glimpse into their lives and realize that not everyone is shucking around all the time, as it would seem in this hustle and bustle crazy world. it's a much slower pace for me, and i love it. it's nice to be able to take the time to get to know people, and also to know that i'm helping them in some small way, even if they are paying me to do so. their kindness makes me want to give back to them - to do extras, and to do the very best that i can for them and their families.

i wish all my loved ones could be so satisfied in their work.

xoxo

outtamyhead sometimes it all comes outtamyhead, and sometimes i'm just outtamyhead. period. i guess i started this journal thingy out of boredom at a job i used to have. i stay here because i've come to know and love some of the people i've "met". you know who you are!!!
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (2) Share on Facebook live simply so that others may simply live		2007-08-08 8:09 AM did i say i love my job??? i roll out of bed, put on some shorts, tank top, bandana and walking shoes. i go for a walk. come home. wash my face, brush my teeth, make my peanut butter sandwich, take my meds, grab my stuff and go. i think one of the things i've always hated about "work" is the suits, the make up, the hair do. oh, and the bitchy office politics, the rigorous schedule, and giving a huge percentage of what i actually earn to my boss, whoever that might have been. by cleaning houses, i don't have all that crap to put up with. i earn what i actually earn, and i keep it all (yes, i will be paying taxes), but i'm not getting 15% and giving the rest to the owner or corporation. my clients are lovely people. all but one - the lady with the 6000 sq ft house. when i'm there she says as little as possible to me. she has "cleaning" written on her calendar, whereas the rest of the folks write down my name. she never asks how are you or anything, and the rest of the folks i work for take time to chat, how're the kids, the husband, what'cha been doing, etc. the family that lives out in the country asked me to stay last week and hang out for a while. i could do this job even if they all acted like her, and i'd still love it, but it's so nice to be treated like more than a cleaning lady - to be treated like a person with a brain and a personality and a life outside of what i do. my work allows me to fully be who i am, and i think most folks recognize that. my work allows me to have the quality of life i've always yearned for. it's so nice to meet so many folks who are kind and funny and warm and have seemingly lovely lives themselves. it sort of restores my faith in humanity. by getting to know these new people in my life it allows me the opportunity to glimpse into their lives and realize that not everyone is shucking around all the time, as it would seem in this hustle and bustle crazy world. it's a much slower pace for me, and i love it. it's nice to be able to take the time to get to know people, and also to know that i'm helping them in some small way, even if they are paying me to do so. their kindness makes me want to give back to them - to do extras, and to do the very best that i can for them and their families. i wish all my loved ones could be so satisfied in their work. xoxo Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top